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[The audience will please join in the singing and keep time with the leaders. J 


1795.- -U. N. C— 1895. 



Come forth with your garlands and roses 


Entwined with the Laurel and Bay, 
All that fair Carolina encloses 

Be ours this festival day. 
All Hail! to our glorious old Mother, 

Her century's crown is complete, 
With loyalty due to no other, 

Our homage we lay at her feet. 

Tho' dimly her morning unfolded, 

And tempests oft darkened her sky, 
Still, to all the true hearts she has moulded, 

Her colors in radiance fly. 
Still she welcomes her sons to her portals, 

Her cloisters re-echo their tread, 
While a witnessing cloud of immortals 

Drop honor and strength on hex head. 

All the L,ove that Religion has taught us, 

All that Freedom and Culture bestow, 
All renown that our Heroes have brought us, 

To her century's vigil we owe. 
Fond memory recalls her gray Teachers 

Intent on their labor of love, 
Her Poets, her Statesmen, her Preachers 

In Temple, and Forum, and Grove. 

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Ye sons of fair Science still cherish 

A spark from the Spirit Divine, 
Ne'er a hope for our country shall perish 

Wherever His watch-fires shine. 
For oft as a noble endeavor 

Points out where our brothers have trod, 
To His altars we trace the fair river 

That gladdens the city of God. 

Long, long may this fountain be flowing, 

Carolina be honored and blest, 
The lights on this Hill-top be glowing, 

While centuries pass to their rest. 
Then Hail! to our glorious old Mother, 

Allegiance we pledge her anew, 
With homage we pay to no other, 

All Hail! to the White and the Blue. 

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